2007-06-08
Hold.
I know that Val (or Fang, if she bothers to visit) is probably waiting ardently for a post on our visit to Fang's house on Wednesday, but really, I'm not sure what to say.
I don't really want to write about it in simple chronological order, since it seems to cheapen the entire affair. Like another set of antics I'd get up to and blog about. And I don't really want a long, sentimental post, because I don't think I'm quite stabilized or ready to bare myself (which I find mildly embarrassing, though the lack of visitors to my blog allows me a little less worry).
Wednesday.
The day itself made me go through a whole rush of feelings and emotion that I could barely comprehend. I can't say that I was psyched up and euphoric after the entire affair, considering how I was exhausted from running around (literally) so much.
All the same, it made me smile. Made me think. I suppose there are some moments we can hold in our hand for a brief second, a pause, before it slips away into the night, wisping silver and leaving traces on our palm.
abstracity at 10:08 p.m.